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nevver: Hold on!

Sat, 18 May 2013 12:24:54 -0500

Hold on!

So when you see me flying by the planet’s moon, You...

Sat, 18 May 2013 12:22:29 -0500

So when you see me flying by the planet’s moon,
You don’t need to explain if everything’s changed
Just know I’m just like you.

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Sat, 18 May 2013 12:11:26 -0500

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Sat, 18 May 2013 12:09:49 -0500

tylerknott: Typewriter Series #412 by Tyler Knott Gregson Text...

Tue, 14 May 2013 14:48:38 -0500

tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #412 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Text for Tired Eyes:

What if I was more and by more I mean more in all ways for all
things and by I, I mean this shell of a man’s skin and bones
that’s packed full with memories and dreams, heartbeats,
wishes and words? So many words and by words I mean all of the
whispers and longings and letters tied to letters hooked to
sentences that anchor themselves to my tongue and threaten
to leap the moment I open my mouth but find themselves lost in
the darkness when I close it again, and by again I mean always
and so the words must absorb themselves back into my tongue
and follow the dirt roads of my veins and climb the long
ladder of my spine back to my mind to rest awhile. Rest until
they can come out of my fingertips and say all I could not
when my mouth slammed shut and was silenced by my shaking and
by shaking I mean the trembling that comes without warning
and starts in my chest and pulls tight my arms across my body and
curls my fingers upon themselves and pulls the curtains down
over my eyes and by eyes I mean the little green planets living
on my face that might just be more than 70% water and seem to
be fond of sharing that water with my cheeks and lips the
collars of my shirts and the tiny part of my throat that feels
hollow.
And by hollow I mean not empty but filled with nothing because
you and I both know that nothing is absolutely something
especially with it’s the silent shared string that ties two
lives together and by together I mean intertwined and wrapped
around each other like a rope, where when you hold it you
forget it’s made of tiny threads and you think of it as one,
just one.
What if I was more for you, what if by more I meant everything
and by everything I mean the things you’ve dreamed of and by
dreams I mean the things that live so deep inside your hope
that not even the waking parts of you that control where your
feet carry you or how your hands fidget when they carry nerves
instead of calm underneath the lines on your palm see and by palm
I mean the place my hand will fit or the surface you will use
if ever I need to be slapped or the source of the force of the
push you’ll give when it’s a push forward I need and by need,
my goodness by need I mean the absolute and certified requirement, the
unwavering and nonnegotiable and no ifs ands or buts about it
place you must occupy in my life no matter what the tides drag
in or what the sea pulls back out and no matter how much water
my little green planets of eyes spill or how tightly my arms
squeeze and fingers curl and trembling crawls across the
surface of my skin. No matter how fidgety your hands get or
lost your breath may be because I might not have the maps and I
might have lost the compass but we’re never going to stop
traveling and we’ll be lost and stay lost and live lost as
long as it’s together we’ll be.
What if I was more, and by more, I mean enough?

We are the memory keepers and trappers of time.We are the...

Sun, 12 May 2013 11:57:41 -0500

We are the memory keepers and trappers of time.
We are the stealers of stolen glances.
We are the chasers of the light.

You can’t repeat the past? Of course you can…

Tue, 07 May 2013 13:23:11 -0500

You can’t repeat the past? Of course you can…

City lights lay out before usAnd your arm felt nice wrapped...

Thu, 02 May 2013 10:51:03 -0500

City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped ‘round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone…

"Look sometimes it’s okay with girls like this, they wanna’ have fun, and sometimes it’s not, because..."

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 12:11:42 -0500

“Look sometimes it’s okay with girls like this, they wanna’ have fun, and sometimes it’s not, because they’ve got a broken wing and they’re hurt and they’re an easy target. In this case, this particular case, I think that that wing is being fixed my friend, and you gotta’ make sure it’s mended. And you’re gettin’ in the way of that right now, okay? Because she’s sensitive and she’s smart and she’s artistic. This is a great girl, and you gotta’ be respectful of that.”

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Tue, 30 Apr 2013 12:07:57 -0500

“I do this time, after time, after time. I do all this...

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 12:04:56 -0500

“I do this time, after time, after time. I do all this shit for other people, and then I wake up and…and I’m empty. I have nothing. I always get myself in these fucking situations. I give everything to other people and nobody ever…I don’t get what I want, okay?”

There’s nothing in the world quite like small talk with Logan. There’s something about...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 20:28:51 -0500

There’s nothing in the world quite like small talk with Logan. There’s something about our friendship that makes talking shit about the NBA and the weather seem like the most important thing in life.

James Dean & Audrey Hepburn - Sleeping With Sirens I...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 20:12:00 -0500

James Dean & Audrey Hepburn - Sleeping With Sirens

I couldn’t love just anyone, I was created to love just one, baby.
Please stay as long as you need

I'm in Love With You, and I Hate It.

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 16:00:26 -0500

All the criteria I need met, have needed met, out the window, I don’t care. I don’t care. I just want you and I don’t care if you fit neatly into my life like a perfectly proportioned end table. I don’t care if you’ve got a habit of chain-smoking cigars that leave me smelling like an ashtray, I don’t even care if you can properly structure a sentence. There’s something about you that dismantles everything I thought I knew about attraction and admittedly part of the reason I’m in love with you and I hate it - is because you are an enormous non sequitur.

And nothing in these words reads like love but it’s not lust or like or any other word that’s not love either, there’s no other word for how I feel, no word for when I’m around you unnerved and resplendent in the heart of light and silent, and I don’t want to choose another word because it wouldn’t be the first time my language has failed.

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nevver: Hurricane on Saturn What my life feels like right now...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 13:45:20 -0500

nevver:

Hurricane on Saturn

What my life feels like right now ^

That moment when...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 13:22:00 -0500

you’ve run so far out of town that there’s no longer cars, or people, or anything, and you stop just to look around.

you’re laying in bed at night and it’s so dark in your room you can imagine that there is no world but your world and all your hopes/dreams/fears/longing comes crashing down on you.

you’re waiting for a phone call that will set you free or break your heart and it never comes.

you’re sitting in your office alone and you’re blasting music as loud as it will go, and the playlist ends.

Some silences are more silent than others.

tylerknott

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 13:15:50 -0500

tylerknott

We’re just fumbling through the greyTrying find a heart...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 13:15:02 -0500

We’re just fumbling through the grey
Trying find a heart that’s not walking away

Turn the lights down low
Walk these halls alone
We can feel so far from so close

Like ships in the night
You keep passing me by
We’re just wasting time
Trying to prove who’s right

And if it all goes crashing into the sea
If it’s just you and me trying to find the light…

Gatsby

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 22:12:33 -0500

I think of the red circle, ever-widening in the still water. I think of his silk shirts in the winged air, of her pale laughter in the empty room. I think of the clasp of the bullet in the gun, the gun in the hand. I wonder - was he invincible then, in his happiness?

I wonder - are we ever?

Meow.

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 22:05:55 -0500

Meow.